The Nightmare Queen
Chapter 1
Devil with in
Everyone has a Demon running around in their tiny skulls. It's insane how I got here. A demon once told me children of the world were afraid of the dark. Don't be. Because there is nothing to be afraid of. That little demon is nothing to you in your thick skull. Pitch is my lover and yet still and will be the boogeyman. Yet so many myths and legends about him makes me laugh. While sitting in the lair with my husband on a black throne. We hear so many stories from our shadows. They tell us everything you tell your children. Maybe your children's children would tell you about ourselves. It's a funny world we live in. Mortals can't hold their tongues what's so ever about us immortals. Which is why Pitch and I are teamed up to get things straight with you mortals. Child or adult you will have that inner demon.
Pitch sat next to me on his throne with an exquisite brow, staring at the gold lights flickering on the globe. The sounds, screams, and the crying of the children excited me to the fullest. Pitch even notice how excited I was. Though he kept staring at the globe. The war between good and bad were almost over. Pitch's dream pirates were attacking the guardians while the other fear lings are searching for a house to terrorize children and possessed objects. Pitch's favorite is watching the lights go out and being in charge of the shadows. I stood up off my throne and walked behind his throne, I wrapped my arms around his shoulder and I put my chin on his one shoulder, I kissed him on the cheek. But. Pitch kept staring at that globe. I smirked and walked away.
Hours went by and the battle died down a bit. Though I miss seeing my teachers, but they were not! My cup of tea. Pitch finally got up, I entered the kitchen with my long cloak. I made some salad and biscuits for him. He enjoyed the meal last time and so I made it for him. Pitch saw the plate was for him, he gave me a kiss on the cheek wrapping his arms around my waste. "Delighted, your taste of cooking is unique. But I must ask. Why is my plate black?"
"It's because you are Pitch Black." He put his lips on my cheek and I felt him smirking a little.
"You are amazingly funny, in your own way. Mrs. Black." He growled under his remark. Smiled at him. A dream Pirate came rushing in.
"General Kozmotis? The guardians back down." He bowed and swirled away. Pitch unwrapped his arms and backed away slowly. I looked at him and waited for him to say something.
"They back down! They backed down." He turned around and was smiling widely. He ran up and gave me a hug.
"Well. Well. My king. You are very happy about this battle between them stupid guardians and us. We shall celebrate." I met his gaze. Those shiny pointy teeth were really showing. He then picked me up and carried me up the steps and into his bed room.
"Wait! Pitch. We didn't have dinner yet." Meanwhile in the bed room. Pitch kissed me on the base of my neck. As I was trying to unravel my corset Pitch was undoing my strings and I was going over the clips with my fingers. He chuckled beneath our deep kiss. We finally bounced on the bed. I finally got my corset off showing a little of my breasts. Pitch rolled me over onto my stomach. I heard him undoing his cloak and his tights. I cornered my eyes to see what he is doing. "Fuck! What are you doing Pitch."
"About to enter." I chuckled as he chuckled. I rolled over on my back jokingly playing with him. He rolled me back over to my stomach. I chuckled again. While trying to play with him. I was stuck on my stomach. He entered me. I smiled as I felt him thrusting in me. He had my hands behind my back and one hand holding my back down. Moans came out of my mouth. It was pretty serious. I was getting fucked from behind. Ah! Uh! Uh! Ah! Shit! It felt so good but he was going to deep. "Deeper." I cried and he smiled even more and thrust deeper in me. His groans were like music in my ear. Ah! Aha! Aha ha! I was laughing in a sinister way. He made me feel so enjoyable. I am so enjoying this. "Shit!" He cried. I asked him. "What's wrong?"
"I'm about to cum." I smiled even more, biting my lower lip. It was such a teaser to me. But to him it was all for love and celebration. I felt him squeezing my hips and my hands were back on the black satin sheets, my fingers gripping the sheets. Sounds from him thrusting were making the moment even more enjoyable. He kept crying that he was about to cum. And he came. I told him in my soft restless tone as he clasped on top of me. "I came too." I was breathing heavy. We just lied there. His restless self-had his fingertips tracing my shoulder. I rolled over to the point he was lying on my chest. Just listening to my heart beating. I placed my hands on his head. He sighed. I closed my eyes knowing that was the end of our celebration.